You woke up, dazed on a couch with a blanket on you as heroes (Present Mic, ErasureHead, Midnight, Cementoss, Backdraft and Snipe) engaged in a hushed conversation, a different picture to the smoky chaos that you were trapped in before. The explosions and fire, the screams and pain. To hushed conversations punctuated regularly by the tick of the clock. Through your sleepy confused haze, certain words stuck out to you.

Orphan Missing Survivor

You groaned, alerting the heroes that you were awake.

Naomasa Tsukauchi: You're... awake. How are you feeling?

You had never met this man before but his voice was soft and caring putting you at ease.